Silent Reveries

My youth was full of tragedy and fault, for when I should have grown, I fought the fight- I knew not what I’d face as an adult, but I hoped one day I may find my sight. Now I wade inside silent reveries; dream with healing hope too deep to arrest- embrace my aura in the Autumn breeze, and I pray to the Lord, “I’ve been so blessed…". I never would have known I’d find such peace, nor would I guess love is my universe- all the anger and fear I did release, and all my forgiveness I did disperse. My youth was nothing but aching unease- now I wade inside silent reveries. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ written - 1.14.20